The blood seems to blur my vision
Never before have I witnessed so much crimson...

As the cloudy sky sheds its tears,
I glance up shamefully with mine...

The night whispers its deadly secrets to hear.
Horror and dread comes to those who listen...

The piano plays soulfully as I write.
My mind and thoughts are drifting away...

*remember that the stanzas with a dash (-) before...
I felt a tap on my shoulder and others...

I walk through the halls
And see you everyday...

Remembering lost memories,
I say, Die, Die, Die...

Under the bridge lies a broken child.
Her dreams have been shattered...

I awake to the darkness.
The smell of decay fills my nostrils...

*the stanzas with a dash (-) before the quotation...
Standing in front of the door, its him...

Today
Do you want to know...

Listen…can you hear me weeping?
My tears suffocate my breathing...